This is a song about "Scream and shout"

Scream and shout ain't nothing gonna help ya,

Is written in our souls, africa

Ill imprison you with my twisted lyrics and scream "fuck your independence!"

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

There must be another route, way out

Let the anger out lose your mind and shout

You hear the mothers and fathers shout

Phony checks was fluent, listen hear me out

Pull out the middle finger,and scream fuck it!!, until i'm winner/

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

I wanna scream and shout every single fucking song i've written

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

If my album don't sell guess i'll scream and shout

I be on some fly, rich nigga shit, steppin’ out

When you fuck her savage is aall she screams and shout

My tires align with the play, but the times out